My mom informed me this morning that I hadn't posted lately. I reminded her we'd been a bit busy lately. Angela came home Friday night. Saturday we cleaned, went to a graduation open house and then made 4 different kinds of cookies. Sunday we had 56 people over for a welcome home/goodbye bbq. Monday we tried, very slowly to recover. Tuesday we had a crisis.
Two words: cat enema.
Dad and I had gone to Webberville (a 20-minute or so drive) to buy strawberries (which are so good!!!!!). We came home and found out Mom and Angela had called the vet. Brownie had been throwing up, was acting very strangely and yeowing. A lot.
So she went to the vet. I cried. I didn't go with her.
And they came home.
Brownie is constipated.
And that's where the cat enema comes in. All 4 of us in the basement (where it's cement and where her "house" is) and administering the enema. It was quite a sight.
We took her back to the vet today and they gave her more fluids via IV but still no movement. So we're all on high alert.
Brownie's 17, I've known her almost as long as I've known Angela. So that's why I haven't posted much:-) That's what we always do around here, blame the cat!
1 comment:
how is brownie????? love to you, jamee
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